I had heard of this drug in 2010 but knew nothing about it. In 2013, I smoked it twice while residing at a homeless shelter in Oklahoma.
The effects were mild and wore off in about 30 minutes with no residual effects. Then, I was again in a homeless shelter in NJ in 2015.
I started smoking it with some young guys, and I liked that it felt stronger than Marijuana, was trippy and cost less. Sometimes, I would get a strong batch that we called fire and sometimes it was relatively weak.
There were even some batches that felt like they did nothing because my tolerance was increasing. I used it regularly for a year. I ended up in a 7-day coma from it in July 2015.
I continued to use it. As my tolerance kept increasing, I kept chasing the initial high. Sometimes, in withdrawal, it caused me to become very anxious, grinding my teeth, nausea, vomiting, uncontrollable diarrhea, sweating, insomnia, anorexia, nose running.
It would feel like I was running from every orifice. It is a dirty drug. My hands were full of the tar, and my clothes smelled. I was up to five packs a day. I was spending all of my money on it and even getting credit from the dealers. I finally realized I needed to stop.
I found this site and read how other people quit. I ended up sometimes in the ER from falling out on this drug. By the end, the potency didn’t matter; I couldn’t get high anymore.
I stayed home detoxing in my room for four days. I am 3 months clean. I go to NA meetings. I am so glad that I stopped. I feel so much better.
I don’t feel any residual effects. I do get urges at stressful times, but I know that if I use it again, I will either end up in another coma.
I might not survive, or I won’t feel anything, and I will be upset that I wasted money and lost my clean time. Most of all, I am afraid that if I start again, I won’t be able to stop and will die. I am 57-years-old.